Margo and Juno came in a wagon. I loaded some fire daggers and water daggers I had made on the back of the wagon for my business with Margo. The chickens and Rocinante (my horse) would be staying at my house so I replenished their food and water.
I carried Ash in my arms, climbed into the wagon and then, all of us departed to town.
We still had a little bit of time before the bar opened so we went to have a pregame at Margo’s store. I said to them that I’d be leaving for 30 minutes so I left Margo’s store together with Ash. I needed to ask Sarasa to help look after Ash while I was away.
It seemed Sarasa had nothing to do since I found her resting her chin on her hand against the table, looking visibly bored. When she saw me, she looked confused but when I handed Ash to her, she immediately smiled happily.
Using gestures, I told Sarasa that I wanted to go drinking with Margo and Juno so I needed her help to watch over Ash while I was gone. I mimicked the same gesture as Juno, the gesture that emphasized a woman’s voluptuous figure and gesture for drinking.
“Ash, be a good boy, okay?”
I stroked Ash’s head, who was being held in Sarasa’s arms. It loathed me to do it but I had to bid him farewell.
I wonder why. Sarasa is smiling but her eyes are not smiling at all.
I returned to Margo’s shop. It turned out Juno and Margo had already finished drinking. Apparently the bar was already opened and they were only waiting for me to return.
A bar in another world… I hope it’s a good and peaceful place where I can drink and talk calmly.
I was getting a little excited, imagining various kinds of drink I could get there. I felt like I was stepping into a bar overflowing with exotic atmosphere during an overseas trip. I couldn’t stop myself from feeling elated at the thoughts.
And so, the three of us headed to the bar, shoulder to shoulder.
T/N: RIP Margo（>﹏<）